After Uncle Fan and the others approached the town, they did not dare to enter again.

From a distance, you can see Zhou Qiang riding his lightning armor to the entrance of the town.

They stopped the car and found a high ground.

Uncle Fan took off the telescope.

"The other party is really not afraid of death?"

Uncle Fan frowned slightly, he couldn't figure out this young man he had just met.

The tyrant is too strong, and he is too strong on his own.

Entrance to the town.

There are cars abandoned on the roadside everywhere, entrance signs are lopsided, and skeletons can be seen everywhere.

The town was dead silent.

This scene is the most common in the apocalypse, and there is nothing strange about Zhou Qiang.

Just by looking at it, Zhou Qiang was sure that no extraordinary person had ever visited this town.

It's very simple. This place still remains as it was when the apocalypse came, with no trace of being rummaged through.

There are abandoned cars in the town, and some are lying in the middle of the street.

The most obvious thing is that in some shops, no one has touched the food, and it is all spoiled and thrown here.

Investigating the reason, it must be because of the tyrant here.

Zhou Qiang stood at the entrance of the town with no intention of entering.

This town is not too small, has good development, and is full of high-rise buildings, which also hides the big guy like the tyrant very well.

Go in and find it?

Zhou Qiang usually doesn't do such things.

There are only a few zombies in the entire town, and it's not a dragon's den or a tiger's den. Zhou Qiang is not afraid of disturbing other zombies.

Other extraordinary beings may be afraid of disturbing the zombies in the town and forming a zombie swarm, but Zhou Qiang has no such worries.

He crossed his legs and stood at the entrance of the town.

From a distance, zombies wandering around the town can be seen.

Old and young, tall and short...

This was supposed to be a lively town, but instead it was silent and lifeless.

The wandering zombies were silent, with dull eyes and slow movements, dragging their bodies forward slowly.

Zhou Qiang felt like he was in a trance.

How long has it been since he watched the most ordinary scene in the apocalypse?

"Oh……"

Zhou Qiang suddenly laughed.

There was an extra explosive bag in his hand.

Now Zhou Qiang doesn’t use fireworks much anymore, he still uses explosive packs for fun.

There was a bang that made people's blood boil.

Zhou Qiang, who was standing domineeringly with his legs crossed, raised his arms on the spot and threw the explosive package dozens of meters away.

Bang!

The slight sound alerted the zombies on the street.

This explosive packet happened to fall into their wandering group and attracted their attention.

Zombies one after another surrounded the explosive bag.

Zhou Qiang unhurriedly took out a cigarette, held it in his mouth, lit it with a lighter, took a strong puff, and exhaled a large puff of smoke.

Then, tap on the personal smart terminal.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion.

The zombies gathered around the explosive pack were torn to pieces in an instant and received their lunch boxes directly.

An explosive air flow similar to a mushroom cloud rolled up.

In the residential buildings on both sides of the street, as explosions sounded, countless windows shattered and white flowers fell.

The zombies in the entire town were boiling at this moment.

The corpse roar of "ho ho" is terrifying.

Uncle Fan and the others were dumbfounded.

"Damn, do you want to be so fierce?"

"Shouldn't it be done quietly, and then find a way to kill the tyrant after he comes out?"

"The master is different. He doesn't take the usual path. Is he going to challenge the zombies in the entire town?"

"Awesome, there are at least hundreds of mutated zombies in the town, plus the tyrant, they are looking for death."

"I just want to know if he is confident, or is he just pretending to be cool and running away?"

Everyone was worried about Zhou Qiang.

They can't understand this operation.

All I can say is, it’s so awesome.

This is not taking the zombies in a small town seriously.

Is Zhou Qiang showing off?

Of course not.

He looked at the restless zombies here. They poured out from the residential buildings on both sides of the street, and soon formed a zombie frenzy, but his expression remained unchanged.

"Ghost, enter!"

Zhou Qiang issued the order.

The invisible ghost moved immediately.

It floated over, its claws waving at an ultra-high frequency.

When the claw is extended to one meter, it looks like a three-edged sword.

Wherever the ghost passed, zombies were cut into several pieces.

Just in the blink of an eye, all the zombies died.

Zhou Qiang twisted his neck and suddenly exerted force on his feet, and he was ejected.

"Fission Tentacle!"

This violent skill from the Death Doctor is absolutely domineering and wild when used.

Zhou Qiang activated this skill.

Suddenly, Zhou Qiang discovered that the cells in his right arm had undergone some special changes. They could fission crazily according to his thoughts, making his arm larger or smaller, longer or shorter, and able to do countless incredible things.

action comes.

The bones have also softened, like an octopus's tentacles, which are boneless.

But Zhou Qiang knows whether there are bones or not, it's just in his mind.

If you want to be tough, be tough.

If you want to be soft, be soft.

Flexible.

Characteristics that make people easily think of men.

But it's much more than that. After releasing this skill, Zhou Qiang has many more things in his mind.

For example, like Doctor Death, he can split his five fingers into five separate finger knives, like a flying knife connected to his arm, which can be used to attack in a wide range. It can also be folded in an instant to form a twisting attack.

There are drops of blood that look a bit like it.

The shape of the arm after fission depends entirely on what Zhou Qiang wants.

"Awesome!"

Zhou Qiang sighed, but without hesitation, he pushed forward with his arm.

The right arm suddenly grew longer, stretching out more than twenty meters.

The muscles on this arm are intertwined, like the root plate of an old tree, more like a thick vine.
To be continued...